Love it! When I was a kid, the men made a big deal of slaughtering the hogs, steers, etc, but the women actually coordinated the activities and timed them. Little kids got to see this first-hand. Bring in the large intestines, bring in the small intestines, bring in the blood and the scraps... you get the idea. The women coordinated the whole show. The men stayed outside and took care of the heavy stuff and perhaps nipped on bourbon a bit, while the women made sure that the family was well-provisioned. Every family had little oak casks that were charged up with salt and pork-bellies every fall. We needed that stuff to get through the winters. It's one thing to be rich enough to afford butter all winter, and another thing entirely to be able to send a kid to the cellar to spear a piece of salt-pork to cook their breakfast.
